Sara and Sam spent the rest of the afternoon going through the Industrial Restaurant and Bakery Suppliers in Washington D.C. They took catalogs from every warehouse and bought ingredients in bulk. Sara bought five hundred pounds of flour and sugar; a thousand eggs, good molasses, extracts and tinctures, corn syrup, light and dark brown sugar, and cocoa. That last item caused Sara some concern.
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“This is Sara. Am I interrupting anything important?”
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